Not that she really wanted to hear... she was scared to hear.When Mike opened the door in response to his wife's knock, Katelyn burst anxiously into t...e room. Mike was wearing khaki shorts and a blue Ralph Lauren polo. He looked relatively calm and handsome with his dark hair neatly combed. Katelyn noticed he had dark circles beneath his brown eyes."Listen, Mike. I'm sorry..." Katelyn began, but he stopped her.Oh no, Katelyn thought. He didn't even want to hear what she had to say, wouldn't. However a Police Officer must have been watching my speedbecause I was pulled over and asked for my driver's license and proofof insurance. I opened the glove box to find several more copies ofmy tart appearance! The cop was looking in at me while I shuffled mypapers till I found the required documents. I was let go with nothingmore than a warning.I was planning on having a heart to heart with my wife upon gettinghome. However when I got home I saw a nice jeep in the drive way.There was a lady. She was extremely wet and ready for him to bend her over and ravage her body. She was nearly bursting at the seams from watching and participating in what had just happened.His cock still hard, he spun his wife around. Without any wasted motion, he pushed her forward causing her to come to rest on the couch. She loved him taking control and being somewhat rough. It turned her on to be manhandled in such a way. He forcefully pulled down her pants baring her nice round ass that he loved so. The old man sat hunched in a lawn chair. Stringy black hair hung down over his jacket collar. His eyes, gleaming black under heavy brows, peered suspiciously from under a grimy, sweat-stained felt hat.“Purdy Kendricks?” the sweating red-faced stranger asked. Purdy’s eyes moved from the fat man to the car and its driver, and back.“I am,” Purdy answered. “Who are you? What’s your business?”The lawyer hesitated. “My name is Bertrand Adams. I represent a principal who wishes to make a very generous.